For the unfortunate group of folks who show up as my friends on LJ, I am truly sorry for the fact that my recent attempt at a website tweak, which would allow cross-posting from my site to my LJ page, well, rumour has it that things went haywire and people got buried in 5 screens worth of old news about me and my life.
I do apologize for that.
And to set the record straight, I did get hit by a bus, but that was 2 years ago and everything is fine in that regard now.
And nope, Elaine and I did not get back together. Those things we wrote about going through cancer stuff together are now historical documents.
It was sort of bizarre, in a gruelling sort of way, for me to read all that stuff again. To think back to the beginning of the process and how freaky that was and how I had no clue what to expect or if I would even be alive today, and just try to muster the courage to put one foot in front of the other and do it.
At the time, people told me I was brave, and I remember thinking, “What other choice do I have?”
It’s weird to look back at it all.
Thinking about all the people who helped us along the way.
Thinking about all the tests and the terror and the uncertainty.
Thinking about the side effects; the memory loss and the neuropathy.
The whole event made my head tingle in some ways I hadn’t been ready for.
And that’s sort of interesting, since it’s my life I was talking about.
Anyway, for the folks who I inundated, I do apologize.
On other fronts, I saw both my gyno oncologist and my folks at the High Risk clinic (who follow me and my BRCA mutation and where that has mutated to at any given moment) and both camps are happy with my blood work and my mammograms and all that happy crap.
So, that’s good news.
And it’s spring, and I like spring. All that new life and all those fresh starts, it’s almost inspiring.
Oh, and I had a birthday in there, too. Which is another reason I like spring.
That’s it, that’s all.